All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 349 Scepter

The passengers at the Road Inn did not wait for a big battle. This result let the owner of the inn, Jamal, breathe a sigh of relief. At least he didn't have to suffer this plain loss.

Two words from the Serbian people made many people think about it. Who are they talking about in red robes? A good guy or a bad guy? And why did he conflict with the man in white robe?

Everyone in the inn has their own thoughts and standpoints, just like a bunch of arrows pointing in different directions, rushing left and right in this rainstorm, but can't get out of the inn.The place where there is no wind and rain is the eye of the hurricane.

Lind continued to eat his spicy potatoes, and then finished the stew and stew with bread. He felt very strong with so much food falling into his stomach.

This body needs more exercise, or some radical magic transformation, otherwise it will be injured when it encounters some small bumps, it will bleed when it is cut by a sword, it will get sick when it encounters the plague, it will be persecuted by cold and heat, and it will be destroyed. To die because of the end of life is a bit fragile.

As an avatar, the warlock Lind doesn't mind modifying his sword. Through magic and surgery, he can transform his body into a dragon, transform into a steel-framed space warrior, or obtain an abnormal body. He can also create a bunch of clones and use his body as clothing, which he can change at will. .

For a great wizard with knowledge, this is not a fantasy. Because of this, spellcasters are powerful in all aspects, and their weak bodies will not become their shortcomings.

His thoughts drifted away for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the group of sneaky Cyrils were still standing behind him.

Lind tilted his head slightly and said calmly: "I don't like undead creatures. If you stay there for one second, I will let you rest in peace."

The Cyres swallowed their anger. They had only two choices, to attack or to retreat. The result of choosing to attack was death. They had all heard of the outspoken character of this magician from Sazastan, and they also believed that they were incapable of defeating Linde head-on. .

Retreating is not about admitting defeat, but about giving more options for the future. They still believed they could capture the artifact.

The bard Edkin, like most of the audience, was surprised by Linde's words of "dead creatures".As a harpist, he more keenly associates the undead with the red robe, and has a terrible guess in his heart.

Serge's red-robed wizard turned away without hesitation and returned to sit in the corner of the hall, like a group of fungi growing in the shadows. Everyone looked at them in weird ways.

Several passengers shrank their necks and murmured: "Well, it's a bit cold. Let's go back to sleep." Then they fled back upstairs.

Linde was very satisfied with the meal. As a cooking enthusiast, he also liked to collect gourmet recipes, so he humbly asked the halfling chef Tao Na for the secret recipe for making spicy potatoes.

Joyful Tona blinked slyly and said, "Only the inventor of the recipe can teach. You have to find her first."

"I guess that inventor is you."

"That's right, what are you going to exchange for it?" Tao Na's eyes were fixed on the Infinity Scepter. Halflings are considered natural thieves, but the reason they steal is not out of greed or compulsion to earn a living, but often out of curiosity. , think this is very fun.

Linde smiled hoarsely, thought for a moment, then picked up the scepter, "You want it?"

"Is it not possible?" Tao Na tilted her head and asked.

"Of course not! You will be in danger!" This sentence was not said by Linde. It was the female elf who spoke, and her voice was as urgent as a string of wind chimes.

The Serbian also looked tense and his buttocks were raised from his seat.

Tao Na turned to look at the elf, the druid wanted to explain something.

Before she could speak, Stan approached with a smile on his face. "Beautiful elf lady, would you like to welcome tomorrow's sunrise with me?"

Lindel was delighted.

The elf druid said casually: "It will still rain heavily tomorrow and we won't be able to see the sunrise."

Stan began to use all his skills to attract the attention of the female elf. As a bard, he must have such a lustful and bold spirit. A bard who does not want to sleep with the dragon is not a lecherous person. Linde felt that Stan would probably fail. If it were Ilúvatar, he might be able to hook up with the elf girl in a few words.

The concept of love of elves is different from that of humans.

Next, the magician made a surprising move. He casually handed the Infinity Scepter to the halfling cook Tona, as if it was just a grass stick picked up by the side of the road.

The female elf let out a hesitant sigh, and the Serns looked at each other with blazing eyes. As for the others, they were just confused.

Lind said to the halfling: "I will lend it to you temporarily, but this is my contract weapon and will eventually return to my hands. If you are not satisfied with this condition, you can change your request. I can teach you how to do it. Fried fish and fried potatoes complete the British recipe."

Tao Na took the scepter, grinned and said, "I just want to touch it, it's quite light, but it's a bit long." As soon as the words fell, the scepter automatically shortened, "It's so obedient!"

This cute and cheerful little man had a straight face, pacing back and forth with his scepter in his hand, without squinting his eyes. Everyone stared at her and suddenly realized that the halfling Tao Na was imitating Lind's steps when he walked into the inn. However, her cheerful eyebrows and funny movements did not have the powerful aura of a warlock.

"It's so majestic!" Tao Na was satisfied.She didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at her, almost bursting into flames.

Linde whispered something in her ear, and Tao Na's face became even more surprised. She stared at the Infinity Scepter carefully, as if she knew its new purpose.

"It's not too late to try again later, teach me how to cook first."

The Warlock followed the halfling into the kitchen, along with the undead Mia.

The Serret immediately asked the innkeeper for two guest rooms and went up the stairs. As soon as they left, the vague chill that shrouded the hall dissipated slightly, and even the flames of the candles became brighter. Wind and rain poured in through the broken windows, and the air was so humid that it made people feel sticky all over.

Unmoved by Stan's sweet words, the female elf said with a serious face: "You should persuade your friends. Don't let that weapon fall into the hands of evil." Several starlings on her shoulders chirped, like Is echoing.

Stan was very sad, "I didn't expect you to care more about a fork than me, who is handsome. Hey, my guitar is actually a treasure too."

The female elf showed doubts, and then asked the innkeeper for a room.

"Please pay." Boss Jamal smiled broadly.

"I have no money." The druid believed in the way of nature and naturally said the fact that he had no money.

Stan said, "I can lend it to you first."

The Druid thought for a while, then suddenly turned into an elk again, went to the corner of the hall and lay down.The boss was very helpless, "Guest, you can't stay overnight in the lobby, it will affect the business."

The elk pretended to be illiterate and couldn't understand people's words, and drooped his ears.

The boss gritted his teeth and said, "You are amazing. I don't believe you can stop eating."

The druid returned to human form, waved the cane weapon, and used the [Magic Berry Technique] to create 10 magical berries full of nutrients. Eating one can satisfy all the energy needed for the day.

The boss’s teeth were broken.